I got eight inches if my hair cut off and I am growing increasingly unsure about the decision.

Years too late, I took the best MySpace pic

Forcing kisses from willy because I can

I have not mastered iPhone selfies but whatever. Trying to go out but I don’t know how I’m getting to the party…

Study break.

Talk to me please.

That nice anon message spurred me to get up and do my hair and make up so I could hang out with people tonight but I ran out of positive feelings before I got up the nerve to actually text somebody. Maybe someone will text me.

This is what goes into trying to get a picture with my dog. And these are just a few of the attempts. 

This is me, being confused by when my webcam is taking pictures, but also too bored to care.

Out to dinner, and then trying to find me a man.

She’s not big on posing. Or looking at me when I’m not eating unless I make weird faces